Disabled president does not get divorced

Chapter 13

In the quiet study room, Leng Yichen was sitting in front of the desk, with an ultra-thin laptop in front of him, his hands waving rapidly on the keyboard.He looked at the screen so intently that he didn't even notice Zhuang Ling walking in.

Zhuang Ling suddenly felt that Leng Yichen's side face concentrating on his work was very handsome, and he couldn't help but feel a slight smile.At the same time, he frowned slightly, "Do you work a lot? The doctor said you can't work too hard now."

Hearing the sound, Leng Yichen raised his head to look at Zhuang Ling, and smiled softly: "It's just some documents." While speaking, he lightly pressed his finger on the touch panel as if inadvertently, and exited a lot of numbers and reports page.

Zhuang Ling smiled, but didn't notice Leng Yichen's movements.Approaching, squatting down, carefully covering Leng Yichen with the blanket on his lap.As soon as he raised his head, he looked into Leng Yichen's affectionate eyes.

Obviously the person is right in front of my eyes, but I can't seem to get enough of it.Leng Yichen looked deeply at Zhuang Ling, as if he was about to invade her soul.

The delicate kiss fell down involuntarily, just wanting to brand her own mark on her body.

Zhuang Ling panted, blushing slightly pushed Leng Yichen away, but the excessively turbulent heartbeat still revealed her palpitations.

"I went to the hospital with my mother today, and asked the doctor in charge about your leg," Zhuang Ling could feel the momentary stiffness when he mentioned Leng Yichen's leg.Lifting his head, he looked seriously into Leng Yichen's eyes, without dodging or avoiding, "The doctor said that the main thing is that you can receive treatment, and there is still a great chance of standing up in the future."

"Really?" Leng Yichen knew that Zhuang Ling was comforting him, and he knew how serious his leg injury was at that time.

"Starting tomorrow, let's receive treatment, okay?" Zhuang Ling looked at Leng Yichen expectantly.

'We' Leng Yichen chewed these two words, gently stroked Zhuang Ling's long hair, and hugged her into his arms, a smile flashed in his eyes, "Okay."

It's late at night, and the slightest coolness can't stop the warmth of those who embrace each other.

"I gave you the car, do you like it?"

Leng Yichen's words reminded Zhuang Ling of the latest silver-white sports car he saw in the garage of the villa today, "Why did you suddenly give me the car?"

"Because you like it."

"How do you know I like cars?"

"I just know it."

"Why do I feel that you seem to know me very well, even what kind of food I like to eat?" This is Zhuang Ling's doubts all the time. She always has a feeling that he seems to know everything about her like the back of his hand.

"Because you are my wife."

Leng Yichen held Zhuang Ling tightly in his arms, preventing her from seeing the expression on his face.Why do you know, that is because in the three years you thought you were gone, behind you, in places you couldn't see, in fact, I have been silently by your side.Your every move, every frown and smile are thoughts that accompany you to sleep day and night.

Zhuang Ling was taken aback by Leng Yichen's words, and then felt a little guilty, because he was his wife, so he knew himself so well, "But, I don't know you at all."

"Fool, we still have a lifetime, and you can use it to get to know me slowly."

"As long as you don't leave me" Leng Yichen didn't say the words in his heart.

"En." Zhuang Ling smiled and nodded.

"Do you like that car?" Leng Yichen asked again.

"Well, I like it."

"I remember you used to prefer pink," Leng Yichen pressed his chin against Zhuang Ling's hair, "but I always think white is more suitable for you."

"What do you like about me?" In the past, Zhuang Ling would not have asked such a question.Whether he likes it or not is his business and has nothing to do with her.However, facing this person in front of her, she asked such a question for the first time.

"It's not liking, it's love." Leng Yichen straightened Zhuang Ling's face so that she could only look back at him.Correcting Zhuang Ling's words very seriously, "I love you just because you are you."

It's such a simple reason, just because you are you, just because I love you, Lingling, my heart, are you willing to understand?

Zhuang Ling was once again deeply shocked by Leng Yichen's words.

He can always so easily stir up her peaceful heart and mess up her heart rhythm.She wanted to turn her gaze away, but with her head imprisoned by him, she could only look into his eyes, drowning in those deep black eyes.I watched helplessly as my feet gradually sank into the mud, unable to extricate myself.

Just hugging each other quietly like this, the peace and peace of mind that I have never had before.

If it can go on like this, it's not bad, inexplicably, such a thought flashed through Zhuang Ling's mind.

"This is for you."

After a while, Leng Yichen put a silver mobile phone and a credit card on the table into Zhuang Ling's hands.

"I……"

"Don't refuse the things I gave you." Leng Yichen put one hand against Zhuang Ling's red lips, pointing to stop what Zhuang Ling wanted to say, "We are already husband and wife, and what is mine is yours."

"You can refuse anything from anyone, but you can't refuse something from me."

"There is my number in the phone, so keep it with you at all times."

"You can't not answer my phone, let me know where you are all the time."

'Pfftch' Zhuang Ling couldn't help laughing out loud, grabbed Leng Yichen's hand, "You are very domineering."

"I am only domineering to you."

A faint fragrance permeated the night, and when I looked up, it turned out that the jasmine flowers in the courtyard were quietly blooming.

Small white flowers, loyal, pure, and simple.

"Doctor, how is my husband's leg injury?" Outside the door, Zhuang Ling looked at Leng Yichen who was sweating and practicing standing with a cane in the rehabilitation room, Zhuang Ling felt distressed for a moment.She also asked him about the car accident, but he never mentioned it to himself.

"At that time, your husband's leg was seriously injured. It is a miracle that he recovered so quickly. As for whether he can stand up again, it depends on the later treatment." The doctor stroked his glasses, which was completely formulaic Tone, "But don't hold out too much hope."

The doctor's words made Zhuang Ling's eyes widen suddenly, and he turned his head in disbelief, but just happened to see Leng Yichen's smiling eyes suddenly looking over, such a proud person, if in the future... the slightest bit of pain would be caused by him.I can't explain clearly, I can't explain the reason, but my heart is inexplicably distressed, and I feel distressed for him.

Quickly restraining his gloomy expression, Zhuang Ling smiled back at Leng Yichen.

Regardless of whether he can stand up again, he is still him.

Not wanting to let his distress become his distress, Zhuang Ling smiled, calmly as if nothing had happened.

"For such patients, special attention should be paid to diet. You can consult a doctor in this area, which will be very helpful for the patient's treatment." The doctor left suggestions and turned to leave.

Knowing Leng Yichen's arrogance, Zhuang Ling didn't want to stand aside and watch him recover, so he quietly retreated to the seat on the side of the corridor and waited quietly.

The phone in his pocket vibrated, Zhuang Ling looked at the familiar number and smiled, "A Yang, what's the matter?"

"Sister, you really forget your brother when you see sex. Once you have a brother-in-law, you will forget your dearest brother."

Zhuang Yang's exaggerated complaint came from the other end of the phone, and Zhuang Ling realized that he had been at Leng's house for two whole days, and his mind was full of Leng Yichen for these two days, and he didn't think about anything else.

"Okay, it's my sister who is wrong. Tell me, what can you do with my sister?"

"Sister, can I come to you if I have nothing to do?" The complaint continued.

"Of course, it's my honor to be remembered by Eldest Master Zhuang." Hearing the voice, Zhuang Ling could imagine Zhuang Yang's expression on the other end of the phone, and a silver bell-like laughter poured out from the corner of Zhuang Ling's lips.

"Sister, Dad said that an old friend came to visit at night and asked you to come back for dinner."

"Well," Zhuang Ling looked at the closed door of the rehabilitation room, thought for a while, "Okay."

As soon as he hung up the phone, a surprised and joyful voice came from not far from the corridor, "Zhuang Ling?"

"It's you?" Zhuang Ling was taken aback, she didn't expect to meet him in City A so soon, the man who said he would go back to China with her on the eve of graduation.

(End of this chapter)